"Fine."
Hearing this, Xia Ping stroked his chin. "Since you're so determined to give me points, I've got no reason to refuse."
He was utterly helpless. He had already tried to talk them out of it, yet they still came eagerly wagging their tails to hand him points, even wanting to gamble their entire fortunes against him. When people insisted on shoving money into his hands, there was no reason for him to turn it down.
"Interesting. Even Che Guangliang wants to gamble? Then count me in as well. I don't have many points on me, but I can still put up one million."
Sun Jiexing of the Dark Hall also wanted a piece of the action, hoping to make some points while the chance was there.
After all, over a million points could be exchanged for a vast number of rare treasures in the Dark Hall—more than enough for him to advance into the Immortal Realm.
Even after reaching the Immortal Realm, he would still need a great many points to exchange for all kinds of treasures and improve his cultivation.
No matter when it was, these points were immensely useful, much like Universal Coins.
"Not a problem at all. Bet as much as you want. I don't have much of anything else, but I do have plenty of points. I honestly have no idea how to spend them all—it's giving me a headache."
Xia Ping spoke with blatant swagger.
The disciples of the Primordial Sacred Land and the Dark Hall all twitched at the corners of their mouths, each of them wanting to punch him. They had never seen such an arrogant bastard. So what if he had money? He was even saying he did not know how to spend his points—why not give them away to them?